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(six hours later…)

Tangy was weak from lack of food and water- remember that she didn't get to eat any of that deer before she left- and was now attempting to sleep on an empty stomach. Well, you know how that goes. It was more like lying on the floor, waiting to die in a cage, far away from the forest. Which, really, was what it was. She started crying as a last resort.

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Atlanta yawned and woke up. She couldn't remember now, but she had woken up before now and talked with Archie and Theresa a bit.

Atlanta sat up, but only managed to stay up for a few seconds before a wave of dizziness hit her and she laid down again. She then noticed the bandages on her left leg, and studied them curiously for a moment. Wait, where was she anyways?

Atlanta peered around the room, and confirmed it was Chiron's study. What was she doing here again? Racking her memory, she came up with only Archie, a hunting arrow, and a wolf. Well, that helped a lot.

Then she heard something. It sounded kind of like a puppy crying.

If she hadn't suffered the combined feat of a head injury and blood loss, she probably would have started wondering why the Gods would be keeping a puppy.

Instead, she decided she would try to calm the puppy down.

Getting up was somewhat difficult, but staying up was even harder. Atlanta cautiously tried her bandaged leg, and gritted her teeth when it burned with pain. Carefully, she started walking. She swayed a bit at first, and then grasped the nearest thing she could find, which happened to be the bed. She felt like giving up at first, but she realized she probably wouldn't be able to sleep if she didn't quiet the puppy anyways.

She was unsure what to do next. She couldn't see because of the darkness, and the dizziness was making her confused and shaky. Pausing, she began limping forwards, only to collide with a bookshelf and almost fall over. She turned, and waved a hand in front of her, and began limping until she found the wall, from there she found the doorknob, and turned it, the door squeaked slightly when she opened it. Atlanta slipped out.

Tangy stopped crying immediately, perking her ears up at the sound of the door.

"H-hello?" Tangy whispered, going to the front of her cage and re-collapsing there.

Atlanta paused. "Um…" She said, unsure of what had spoken. She continued forwards anyhow.

Tangy saw a shadow coming towards her. She wasn't sure if she should be excited or scared. "Hello?" She repeated again, this time with more confidence.

"Um, hi," Atlanta replied. She kept moving forwards until her bandaged foot hit the cage.

She winced as the burn climbed up her leg again. She was pretty sure this was the puppy's cage, but she was still unsure of who made the noise. She looked around for a source.

"If you're looking for me, I'm down here." Tangy stated, looking up at the shadow.

Atlanta's gaze quickly shifted to the cage. The noise was coming from the cage. She kneeled down on her good leg and peered into the cage. All there was in it was a wolf.

Wait, a wolf?

Tangy looked very pleased that Atlanta had found her. She smiled. "Hey, do you think you could unlock the cage? I don't quite get how to do it," Tangy said, hopeful whoever it was would help her.

Atlanta fell over backwards from shock. A talking wolf? What the heck?

Wait, that kind of rings a bell… She thought, pulling herself up.

She then started working on the lock. It was a lot harder in the dark. Finally, it clicked and the door opened. Atlanta backed off.

Tangy smiled and started walking calmly out of the cage. She laid herself beside Atlanta, determined to let nothing surprise her.

Your greatest weakness is fear. That's what got you kicked out the first time. Play it cool. Don't ask why the human knows how to speak wolf. She thought to herself, repeating the thought over in her head.

Atlanta's thoughts were not similar. "How come you know how to speak English?" Atlanta blurted out.

"How come you know how to speak wolf?" Tangy replied. Nice going Tangy. Ignoring your thoughts again, I see?

"Erm, what? I don't know how to speak wolf…I…" Atlanta broke off.

"Then," Tangy paused, "How come I understand you?"

"You're speaking English, that's why." Atlanta replied.

"But, normally humans talk in weird grunts. How come you don't?"

Atlanta, despite the strange situation, almost burst out laughing, controlling herself when she remembered most people were asleep at this hour.

"I have no idea. But, we talk in weird grunts? Really?" Atlanta was amused.

"Yeah, and they all sound the same. But, um, you wouldn't happen to have any food or anything around here, would you? I'm starving."

Now Atlanta was stuck for an answer. Sure, there was food, but it was in the kitchen, and that was too far for her to walk. "How about I just let you go outside, and then you can return home, and everything will be okay." She said, not even considering the reasons the Gods would have had for keeping her here in the first place.

Tangy's gaze turned cold. "I don't have a home." She stated simply.

Atlanta's heart went to the wolf. "I'd get you food, but it's in the kitchen, and-"

"What's a kitchen?" Tangy asked, her eyes growing wide with interest. The matter of a kitchen pleased her more then food at the moment.

"It's, a, um, place where you get food and stuff. And eat." Atlanta said, almost laughing again as the wolf looked excited.

"So, you hunt in the kitchen?"

This time Atlanta giggled. "No, we buy food from stores, and put it in the kitchen, and you can eat whatever you have."

Tangy cocked her head. "What's a store?" She asked.

"It's a place where you get things. Like, food and clothes and stuff."

"Where do they get all the stuff?" Tangy asked.

"You ask a lot of questions," Atlanta pointed out.

"There are a lot of things I don't know. So, tell me or please show." Tangy paused. "Damn, I rhymed again."

"Um, is rhyming bad?" Atlanta asked the wolf.

"Yes. I'd still have a home if rhymes didn't exist."

Atlanta decided she didn't want to know.

"So, about this kitchen thing…" Tangy continued.

"We can't. I can't walk that far on my leg." Atlanta replied, pointing at the bandage.

Tangy tilted her head. Then, she slowly approached Atlanta. Tangy sniffed the bandage, and then began tearing it off.

Atlanta recoiled. "What are you doing!" She yelled at the wolf, who kept tearing at the bandage, until she had gotten the complete bandage off. Atlanta winced at the cut. Tangy then promptly began licking Atlanta's injured leg.

Atlanta struggled at first, then she stopped, and gaped at her leg. The cut had vanished.

"How…how…what…y-you do…?" Atlanta stuttered, her wide eyes turning to Tangy.

Tangy paused. "I…I think I…" Tangy paused. "Wait. Something…black? Red eyes. Yes." She turned to Atlanta, who shrugged, still not thinking clearly.

Tangy looked Atlanta straight in the eyes. "Jason, Atalanta, Hercules, Achilles, Odysseus, Theseus…Cronus…" Tangy suddenly shook her head violently, as if there was a swarm of bees in her fur, and then began slamming her head on the ground.

An alarmed Atlanta leaped up and took control of the wolf. "Stop! STOP!" She yelled at Tangy, who started pawing at her head and whimpering.

"No…get out…no…" Tangy mumbled. "I'm…sorry…" Tangy whispered. She closed her eyes, and when they re-opened, the were glowing red. She began growling.

Atlanta pushed the wolf away and backed off. Getting up, she started running, but after only a few steps, she stopped, and started panting. Tangy smirked. "This will be easy, this will be done, Cronus will be pleased, he will have won."

Atlanta's eyes grew wide. Well, at least I can say tonight is the most normal night I've ever experienced. She thought sarcasticly to herself.

Atlanta turned and began running again, forcing herself forward.

She had almost reached the end of the room when she collapsed on the floor. She was gasping for air, and was too weak and dizzy to move.

Tangy walked over and put a paw on her neck. "Looks like you're as lucky as a three-leafed clover. This is the way it will end, for you it's over."

Sorry to leave you at a cliffhanger guys!

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